National poetry month

  
1. my love is like a red red rose
That’s newly sprung in June
O my love is like a melodie
Thats sweetly play’d in tune
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
2. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear
Till a' the seas gang dry,
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry,
3. Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear
And a’ the rocks melt wi' the sun,
And I will love thee still, my dear
While the sands o’ life shall run
And fare thee weel, my only love
And fare thee weel awhile !.
And I will come again, my love
Tho’ twere ten thousand mile
4. Tho' ‘twere ten thousand mile, my love
Tho' twere ten thousand mile,
And I will come again my love,
Tho' twere ten thousand mile